Final evening of World Fantasy.

I was tired and chilly, so my little dragon stole (and fire lizard companion) came out to warm me up. I got many compliments. I found them on Etsy (Bielsko-Biala, Poland), but I’ll warn you, they are not inexpensive. Was a splurge birthday present to myself, if I’m remembering right.

Books, beloved editors, Indian delivery because I couldn’t eat white people food anymore, but Moti Mahal failed me – the mango lassi and naan were fine, but the vindaloo tasted mostly of ketchup, sigh –

I had to ask for limes and hot sauce from the bar to make it palatable.

Oh, Kansas City. You are quite pretty at night, but that ketchup vindaloo was not your finest hour.

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